I heard that he will die soon

Yan Qiu's heart was so big that Xue Qian was amazed.

Seeing Yan Qiu who was eating slowly, Xue Qian got up and walked to the window to look at the moonlight, and suddenly said, "Young Master Yan, do you know what kind of poison you have?"

Yan Qiu: "I don't know."

Xue Qian looked back at him. Yan Qiu had a hazy beauty under the candlelight after bathing. His half-dry black hair hung down like a waterfall. Compared with the red dress, he was more beautiful than the red dress. Yan Qiu, who is the lining, is elegant and dignified, each with its own flavor.

Staring at the other party's slender eyelashes for a moment, Xue Qian thought that she was as beautiful as jade, pleasing to the eye, but said, "Mr. Yan, have you heard of 'Seven Days'?"

Yan Qiu ate on his own, and when he heard this, he turned his head to look at him, and his eyes signaled him to continue talking.

For a moment, Xue Qian felt ordered, but when she looked closely, Yan Qiu's eyes were full of doubts, and she looked completely innocent.

Xue Qian secretly thought that he had followed the leader for a long time, and ordinary people would subconsciously think of the leader's meaning when they did this action, and their minds were really confused.

Xue Qian: "'Seven Days' is the top of the list of the eight strange poisons, and so far no one has been able to cure it."

Yan Qiu continued to eat, nodded, and complimented by the way: "The roast chicken made by your cook is pretty good."

Looking at his heartless appearance, as if he wasn't the one who was poisoned, Xue Qian paused and said, "Mr. Yan, be careful with your movements, you have a chest injury."

By the way, doesn't Yan Qiu feel any pain?The action didn't seem to hesitate at all, and the food was delicious, making Xue Qian feel a little hungry just looking at it.

Obviously he had already eaten.

Yan Qiu raised his eyes; "Thank you, but it's okay, I don't feel any pain."

The system said that the toxin had spread around his wound. As a binding condition, the time of the "chicken" near the wound had been stagnated, so he couldn't feel the pain anymore.

Although he didn't quite understand why he called his breasts 'chicken', but after the system moved him from the capital to the Devil's Cult in an instant, Yan Qiu's trust in that voice increased a lot.

Hearing his words, Xue Qian was suspicious, and secretly recalled the symptoms of 'Seven Days', which was a little strange.

"Seven days" will cause the poisoned person to gradually lose strength within seven days, unable to even open his mouth, and finally lose his life with symptoms of suspected exhaustion.However, I have never heard of a case where even the pain sensation is lost...

Sure enough, you still have to see it with your own eyes to know how powerful this poison is?

With this in mind, Xue Qian said, "Young Master Yan, you have to be more careful in this case, otherwise the wound will burst without you knowing it, which is very dangerous."

Yan Qiu was [-]% full at this time, put down his chopsticks, his eyes were bent into crescent moons, looking very cute: "Thank you Brother Xue, I'm full!"

Xue, Brother Xue?

Xue Qian: "Why did you suddenly call me big brother?"

"Ah? Don't you like me calling you big brother?" Yan Qiu blinked suspiciously and tilted his head, "Brother Xue's surname is Xue, and he's older than me. Is there anything wrong with calling you big brother?"

He had a naive look on his face, Xue Qian met those innocent eyes, paused slightly, and coughed lightly: "...Forget it, it's up to you."

Anyway, Yan Qiu didn't have many lives, so he didn't care about these details. The poison of 'Seven Days' is overbearing. Xue Qian prides himself on his superb medical skills, but he can't cure the poison in a short time, and he doesn't dare to suppress it rashly.If it backfired and let Yan Qiu die suddenly, it would be difficult for the leader to explain.

But Yan Qiu's attitude was like a child's play, which made Xue Qian feel a little bit uncomfortable.

Although Xue Qian has someone's life in his hands, but he doesn't care about his own life, as a doctor, Xue Qian's mood can be imagined.

"Master Yan..."

Yan Qiu interrupted him, smiling like a flower: "Brother Xue, I call you brother, don't you call me young master? Anyway, this is not the capital, you can just call me by my name."

Xue Qian: "...Yan Qiu, may I ask, how old are you this year?"

Yan Qiu: "21."

"..." You can't see it at all, it looks like a teenager.

Yan Qiu didn't care about Xue Qian's surprised expression either. His childlike face often caused misunderstandings by others, and he was used to it.Stretching out his finger to the bed where he was lying on the wound just now, "Brother Xue, shall I sleep here tonight?"

"No, this is the medicine hall. Unless you are seriously injured to the point of being unable to get up, other people are not allowed to live here." Xue Qian glanced at the direction he was pointing, stopped talking about the 'seven days', and turned around. Looking out of the door, "The leader sent someone to pick you up."

Yan Qiu was the first person brought back to the sect by the leader himself. No matter what the reason was, if Yan Qiu wanted to live in the devil's religion, it would naturally depend on the arrangement of the leader.

only……

Xue Qian nodded to the visitor, "Guarantee Ming, Yan Qiu's wound has been healed, but I can't do anything about the poison, please tell the leader about the situation here."

The visitor walked in from the door, dressed in black, looked at Yan Qiu sternly, then met Xue Qian's gaze, and nodded.

Xue Qian looked at Yan Qiu and said, "Yan Qiu, you go with the Guardian Ming."

Yan Qiu looked a little hesitant.

Xue Qian was surprised: "What's the matter?" Could it be that he was going to rely on him and not leave?

Although she has some affection and sympathy for Yan Qiu, Xue Qian will not break her own rules just because of this slight affection.

Yan Qiu glanced at Protector Ming, and coughed lightly: "Actually, um... well, I want to go to the toilet."

Xue Qian: "..."

Protector Ming: "..."

Yan Qiu: "But it's so dark outside, I was hesitating just now how to tell Brother Xue, can you go with me?"

"Of course let me stay indoors..."

Xue Qian quickly interrupted him, turned to Protector Ming and said, "I'm sorry, I still have some things to deal with, let's go first." Then, she turned her head and said to the drug boy who was quietly packing up the dishes, "Shen Qing , Come with me to collect those herbs."

Shen Qing: "Yes, sir."

Then the two quickly left the house.

Yan Qiu looked at Ming Protector eagerly, "Ming Protector, I can't hold back any longer."

Protector Ming: "...Follow me."

Yan Qiu: "Where's the straw paper?"

Protector Ming: "..."

Although it's normal for people to eat and drink, Yan Qiu said that he was going to go to the toilet with such a face, which made people feel strange.

It's probably a kind of... It turns out that the gods also want to 'hmm'.

After working so hard for a while, half an hour had passed when Yan Qiu was brought in front of Gui Fei.

Protector Ming directly led him into the courtyard where the leader usually lives, and stood at the door for a while, but there was no sound, but he seemed to have heard some order, and turned to Yan Qiu and said, "The leader let you in." His The voice is calm and low, which sounds very safe.

If you don't look at his cold face.

Yan Qiu blinked, glanced at the lantern hanging on the eaves next to him, and pointed to himself: "Me? Alone?"

Protector Ming nodded and didn't say much.

Yan Qiu looked at the corridor in front of him. Although there were lanterns for lighting, they could not be regarded as brightly lit. They just illuminated a section of the road, which looked dark and scary.

"...That, that, Protector Ming, tell the leader, I'm afraid of the dark, don't let me go alone?"

Protector Ming: "..."

At this moment, a figure appeared at the end of the corridor. Yan Qiu was startled when he saw it out of the corner of his eye, and quickly hid behind Guardian Ming, "Is the Demon Cult still haunted?"

Protector Ming knelt down to salute neatly, Yan Qiu grabbed the hem of his back clothes, looking a little strange.

"I have seen the leader."

Gui Fei stood at the end of the corridor, her expression could not be seen clearly in the dim light, and her tone was flat: "Come here."

There is a difference between someone and no one at the end of the corridor, or at least it doesn't look so scary.Yan Qiu let go of the cloth in his hand, thanked Protector Ming, and then ran over there.

It seems that there is no fear of this leader.

Guardian Ming heard Gui Fei's voice telling him to get up, and when he looked up, he saw Yan Qiu holding the hand of their leader, with a look of joy on his face.

A trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes, before he could think about it, he heard Gui Fei say, "Are you afraid?"

Yan Qiu's unique voice sounded at the end of the corridor: "Fortunately, your hands are warm, don't be afraid."

I thought that the leader would shake off his hand, or yell at him, or even kill Yan Qiu directly, but none of the above three situations happened, Ming Guardian just stood at the other end in surprise, looking at them. The unfathomable and uncertain leader just led Yan Qiu away.

Just hold...and leave.

Protector Ming: "..."

Is it really haunted?

Naturally, it was impossible for Yan Qiu to know what Guardian Ming was thinking. He was led by Gui Fei into the room on the other side of the yard, and then sat at the table under Gui Fei's eyes, very well-behaved.

This place looks like a study room, with paper, pen and ink laid on the table, it seems that Gui Fei was writing something before that.

Yan Qiu sat obediently, but looked around dishonestly, and then heard Gui Fei ask him: "How is it?"

how is it?

how about what?

The leader who saved him seems to be not good at words. From the time he met him until now, Yan Qiu has never heard this person say a sentence of more than ten words.

Yan Qiu withdrew his gaze, looked at Gui Fei, and blinked: "What about?"

Gui Fei was writing something with a pen, and when she heard the words, she kept moving, and said calmly: "The wound, and the poison on your body. Didn't you say that you were poisoned?"

His voice is very pleasant, less cold than before, slightly lower than ordinary people, but very pleasant, at least Yan Qiu himself likes to hear his voice very much.

Although Yan Qiu's own voice is nice, just like himself, male and female are indistinguishable.It's not that Yan Qiu's voice is neither male nor female, but that Yan Qiu's voice does not allow people to clearly judge, 'Oh, this is a woman' or 'This is a man'.

Neither masculine nor feminine, if it wasn't for Yan Qiu deliberately making his way of speaking a little rough, with his current appearance with loose hair, it's really hard to tell the gender.

Hearing Gui Fei's words, Yan Qiu smiled, "Oh, it's nothing, it's just that I'm dying."

Gui Fei paused, raised her eyes, and met his smile.

The look in the man's eyes at that moment made Yan Qiu inexplicably...indescribably trembling.

It's not fear, but... an inexplicable excitement.